Well the heart keeps on pumping
The blood feels heavy as I feel it flowing.

I find myself stumbling through life;
Hey Captain; where are we going  now?

The wind hasn't blown for a time,
The water is running dry and the food is stale.

If we're to be stranded in the midpoint of life
Give me a sign the best years happened and I didn't miss them.

Missed them, I waved goodbye not even knowing.

Hey Captain, where are we going?

I can feel my heart pound but the blood's not flowing.

The early fog made it hard to see.

No port in a storm, no shelter, just stuck at sea.

The ship's been taking water, and we're beginning to wonder;
Do we just wander?

Hey Captain, where are we going now?